Sunday, 31 March 2013

Wednesday, 27 March 2013

I promised a friend some knitted rabbits for her comic relief bake sale.

Knitting on the train and when you are chatting means sometimes you don't quite pay attention to the pattern, and there was quite a lot of variation. The blue bunny on the right was the most wonky and affectionately referred to as a mole rat by certain family members...........

Next I tried a different pattern, but this bunny clearly hadn't been eating enough carrot cake, as she was rather anorexic.......﻿

At this point I admitted defeat and headed for my sewing machine.

Much better.

This bunny was part of a "guess my name game", she was called Buttons.

The rest of the bunnies were sold for Comic Relief.

When I got home the first thing I was asked was "did you sell any bunnies?" and when I said they were all sold

Wednesday, 20 March 2013

Solution. Make a pot of tea. Spend a happy hour tearing pages out of magazines. Choose pages that go together nicely and stitch together along three sides using an old needle and some cheap thread. Trim off the torn edges to make them neat.

I am thankful that they found the words, they said all the thankful things I wanted to say. I feel like I have fallen off the balance beam lately, but I am picking myself up, and dusting myself down, and slowly regaining my balance. It feels good.

I live near the sea in Northumberland where I drink a lot of tea, bake gluten free cakes, make quilts, and walk on the beach. The rest of the family includes J - understanding hubby, Miss K - 17, and E - 15.